Chapter Eighty-Four: The Spirit at the Dinner Party

As if he wanted to prove it with his actions, Li Chenglong pressed his right hand on her chest through his nightdress. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

Brunhilde grabbed the hand for the first time and sat up slowly, and Li Chenglong was also pushed and had to stand on the edge of the bed with a bow.

Li Chenglong, who withdrew his right hand without any resistance, straightened his body again, shook his right hand and said, "Oh! β€œ

Brunhilde, who sat up slowly, slowly untied the Worms on his body, twisted his body to the position of his thighs facing Li Chenglong, stared at the stunned Li Chenglong, and after hanging the treasure belt at the head of the bed, he propped his hands on the bed, straightened his chest and said, "Now, you can be my husband." β€œ

Although the candlelight in the room was not very bright, the faint delicate body behind the lack of a belt still tempted Li Chenglong to kneel on the bed in silence.

Later that night, the news of Brunhilde's awakening spread in all directions, with Erich as a dot.

In the east, the originally chaotic refugees of La Cètel ended the struggle for leadership, gathered together on an equal footing, and returned to the outside of the town of La Setre.

As more and more pirates returned to port, the increasingly large Viking crowd spontaneously surrounded La Setle.

They waited silently for a command from the king, and their former personal feuds were rendered insignificant in the face of new hope.

In the south, the Viking captains, who had been arguing over whether to plunder the area south of Kruheng, invariably took their booty and slaves and embarked on the journey home.

In the West, the Kru Army, who had fought hard against the trolls of the deep sea after Ku Churin's death, watched in amazement as the trolls retreated to the sea in a hurry. The army, which had been away from the city for months, rejoiced in their victory, and as if they had forgotten the sacrifice of Ku Chulin, they marched with joy and glory to the plague-ridden city of Kruhehem.

In the north, those hidden deep in the ocean, the trolls of the deep sea who were originally ready to move, felt the steady and strong breath of Brunhilde, and returned to the deep sea.

Some daring Vikings began to fish for shrimp in the coastal waters near the city of Erich.

Dawn came, and the roosters and birds began their concerts.

Li Chenglong, who woke up from a sweet dream, looked at Brunhilde, who had put on gorgeous clothes again, and spread out on the bed weakly and said: "Brunhilde, don't let the maids see what I look like now, I promise that when my body is completely healed, I will definitely be able to conquer you." β€œ

Brunhilde, who was tying a cloak and belt, walked to the bed and lowered his head to kiss Li Chenglong, who was half-open, and said gently: "I believe you can." β€œ

I don't know how long he slept again, but when Li Chenglong woke up again, he was lying on Brunhilde's chest, looking at the mead delivered to him, he took it and poured a big sip himself.

"Hmm!" After drinking this sip of wine, Li Chenglong let out a groan, and the two maids waiting outside the door couldn't help but have crimson cheeks.

Brunhilde did not seem surprised by her husband's performance, and brought a steaming tender wild suckling pig's leg to his mouth.

Looking at Li Chenglong's childlike eating, Brunhilde smiled and said, "Eat slowly, I took the potion in the glass of wine just now, and you will slowly feel very full." I'm eating too much now, and I'll get it in a while. β€œ

Li Chenglong, who was eating happily, wanted to touch Brunhilde's face with his hand, but after seeing the oil stains on it, he still took it back stupidly.

He put down the suckling pig's leg, which was almost a bone in his hand, looked at Brunhilde affectionately and said, "It's good to have a wife." Don't worry, my body is special, and this level can't hold me up. β€œ

The afternoon sun was bright and blazing, shining on Li Chenglong's side face at this time, making the smiling face with oil flowers even more brilliant.

In this way, Li Chenglong, who had recovered some of his strength with the help of the potion, got out of bed and put on a new dress that matched Brunhilde.

The two of them sat down at the small table in the room, and you fed me and I fed you and continued to eat lunch.

In the evening, Brunhilde, who was not interested in Lee Seung-ryong's fashions, still wore his morning outfit. Li Chenglong, who was full of wine and food, also got himself a matching couple suit.

At the beginning of the dinner, the hall was free of the noise of the previous night, and the people who came to the banquet were either the nobles of Erich or the high-ranking warriors loyal to Brunhilde.

Due to the distinctive traditions of the Vikings, Erich's representatives were mostly master warriors.

After the banquet began, some wolf warriors performed wonderful martial arts performances, and some spirit slaves demonstrated their own toys or performed acrobatics.

Looking at the rather innovative gadgets below, Li Chenglong raised his wine glass and pointed to a spirit manipulating a mechanical bird, and said: "There are some goblins in my territory, although they can make some traps, but they are by no means so ingenious, is this the craft of the dwarf?"

Priest Vitebo, who appeared on behalf of the priest at the wedding banquet, happened to be sitting closest to Li Chenglong at this time, and he immediately answered Li Chenglong's question: "These short fellows are not gnomes, they are spirits that Tovar captured from the southern part of the sea, and it is said that because they are coolies in the country of mages, they have been able to learn some mechanical manufacturing techniques from the process of repairing golems." β€œ

Tovar, who was in a more apprehensive mood, immediately shifted his energy when he heard someone mention him, and after listening to Vitebo's words, he immediately chimed in: "Yes, I captured them all." The self-proclaimed spirits are very weak, and they seem to hate goblins. β€œ

Li Chenglong looked at Tovar, whose wound had already been scarred, and asked curiously, "No matter what kind of intelligent creatures don't like those goblins who are in the company of garbage." Now tell me about the country south of Hainan. β€œ

Tovar meditated, and after a cup of tea, as if he still hadn't remembered anything, he finally patted his head and shouted at the top of his voice, "Philip, come over to me." β€œ

At the end of the long table, there was the sound of clay pots breaking one after another, and a skinny Viking boy ran over with a thick book.

Tovar pointed to the boy with a blank face and said, "This is my clerk, he is in charge of writing the nautical diary, and we usually ask him if we can't think of anything." β€œ

Li Chenglong took another sip of red wine, looked at the boy who was drunk and could still run here, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Forget it, it's not in a hurry today." Let him come to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow afternoon with your book to find me, just in time to pass the time." β€œ

The little drunken Philip looked at Li Chenglong and muttered, "Why does our new lord have three heads?"

Priest Lena, who was officiating at the wedding the night before, looked at the lovely little fellow and said to Tovar, "This little fellow has drunk too much, so send someone to take him to me." β€œ

Li Chenglong pretended not to hear, turned his head and chatted with Brunhilde.

Tovar waved his hand to his men to carry away little Philip, and quipped, "This little fellow will be happy tonight!"

The two Viking berserkers who came out after putting down their wine glasses also looked at the drunk clerk with envious eyes.